Obama: The Black Peanut of History

Nobody Flashes

Just a short note: I finally watched The Black Panther Marvel movie tonight. I had heard so much about it, that tonight I kept wondering…didn’t I see that?

No. Evidently, I think I remember watching some really long documentary on it, in which the actors and reporters showed long clips and analyzed it as not only being the biggest grossing movie of all time but had many conservative themes in it as well they said.

For instance, the King of this imaginary African nation called Wakanda was keen on protecting his people and keeping his country isolated. He also had built a wall. Truly, it wasn’t a ‘racist’ movie at all.

Really?

After the movie I had to give myself another gold star, because I do remember writing that it was more than likely a huge propaganda film and I refused to pay to see it.

My instincts were right. There were sprinkles of leftist themes throughout the movie: like how there should be a black violent revolution. This theme had to be endured throughout the movie. But the most prevalent theme was that colored people were hurting all over the world, and rich nations had a moral duty to share their “wealth” and “technology” with the rest of the world.

Which in the end, the King Black Panther does…at the U.N.

What a guy. Obama was probably looking to buy that Black Panther Costume and put it in his collection to show all his white neighbor friends in Martha’s Vineyard.

The only white good guy in the movie is Bilbo the CIA agent. Clearly, trying to clean up the image of the CIA is going to take a while.

As entertainment…it was…okay. There were some fun fight scenes via Lord of the Rings. The costumes were flashy… the women warriors were fun, but…when the high-tech woman called the white American CIA agent a ‘colonialist’…I was just wondering where Obama was hiding.

And speaking of Obama, he is hiding no more.

Singing the same old song in some speech today. Filled with as much imaginary claims as The Black Panther Movie.

The trouble is: His lies are now on record.

His great speeches are hollow.

And his audacity for his own narcissism knows no bounds.

Clearly, Obama feels like he is the black panther of the world, but in reality…

About

I am a nobody. If the different classes of America were color-coded, I would be in the yucky brown, one rung up from the bottom. I grew up in Naples, Florida and live near the Mississippi River now with my husband and two dogs. I am part of the slowly disappearing middle-class. I was a musician most of my life: drummer/singer/keyboards—but I retired before the plastic surgery flu hit. I have no degrees, which could be a good thing…depending on how you view our educational system. I do have three patents…but that really doesn’t make me a somebody. The one thing that is constant in my life is my OPINIONS, which i have more than perhaps even Carl Sagan could have imagined…mostly political. (yes…my ancestors were crabby buggers)

Hopefully other nobody’s will put their opinions on my site. But, if you happen to be a somebody, you’re more than welcomed to help out.